Chapter 1965 - 1966: Xiahou Family Scripture Pavilion

Chapter 1965: Chapter 1966: Xiahou Family Scripture Pavilion

Laughter.

This is blatant laughter!!

In an instant, Xiahou Zhenkong felt sweetness in his throat, almost spitting blood on the spot.

Ye Xuan, you... you’re going too far!!

And at this moment.

Poof!

Beside him, Xiahou Yudie suddenly couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

Xiahou Zhenkong’s thick eyebrows shot up, and he sharply looked at Xiahou Yudie.

Xiahou Yudie hastily put away her smile, apologetically saying, "Sorry, he made me laugh."

"You..."

Xiahou Zhenkong’s mouth was already bleeding.

The greatest pain in the world is never physical, but a kind of spiritual and psychological collapse-like impact.

Poof, poof, poof!

But before Xiahou Zhenkong could argue with Xiahou Yudie, a burst of laughter suddenly exploded among the thousands of Xiahou family disciples.

Xiahou Zhenkong’s eyes widened, veins bulging on his forehead, and he stared fiercely at the crowd, the sour sensation indescribable.

The chaotic laughter gradually subsided.

The Xiahou family disciples, struggling to suppress their laughter, all apologized to Xiahou Zhenkong, saying, "Great Elder, please calm down, we... we were also amused by Ye Xuan the Divine Doctor."

Xiahou Zhenkong: "..."

Damn it!

Do you all take me for a fool? You were clearly laughing because of the words on my face!

Just wait, all of you wait!

If I’m ever to replace Xiahou Zhenshan, none of you will have a good time!!

"Hmph!"

The law doesn’t punish the collective; faced with such a situation, Xiahou Zhenkong could only swallow his anger, coldly snorted, and pretended as if nothing happened, saying coolly to Ye Xuan, "Our bet is over, now, can I leave?"

"Anytime you like." Ye Xuan shrugged.

Xiahou Zhenkong took a deep look at Ye Xuan, as if permanently memorizing this face, finally snorted, and unable to stay any longer, he turned and left quickly.

The large black characters on his cheeks made even his soul feel pained!

As Ye Xuan watched Xiahou Zhenkong leave in embarrassment, he couldn’t help but burst into laughter, "Farewell, comrade number two, may there be no pain in heaven!"

Xiahou Zhenkong staggered, nearly falling.

Farewell?

May there be no pain in heaven?

You brat, are you cursing me to die?

You’ll see, you’ll see!!

...

After Xiahou Zhenkong left, the scene was still bustling with people, but the atmosphere had unknowingly quieted significantly.

Countless eyes returned to Ye Xuan, filled with amazement and gratitude, seemingly still unable to believe that this young man from the mortal world could actually perform miracle healing, using his extraordinary medical technique to save their severely injured, dying ancestor.

It’s truly a miracle!

In the silence.

Xiahou Zhenshan put away the subtle smile on his face, removed his gaze from Ye Xuan, and looked at the many Xiahou family disciples, saying, "Alright, the ancestor is fine now, you can all rest assured. Today’s matter ends here, the ancestor prefers peace and quiet, so please disperse quickly."

"Yes!"

The Xiahou family disciples respectfully bowed toward the old house, saying, "We wish the ancestor good health, free from illness, pain, and worry, we take our leave!"

They retreated three steps before turning and leaving the area.

As the Xiahou family disciples left, the vast and empty place became completely quiet, leaving only Ye Xuan, Xiahou Qiuxue, and Xiahou Zhenshan.

Xiahou Zhenshan let out a heavy sigh and strode with tiger-like steps to Ye Xuan, bowing and clasping his fists, expressing deep gratitude, "Brother Ye Xuan, this time you miraculously saved our ancestor, I’m truly grateful, thank you, thank you!"

"Xiahou Family Head, you’re too kind." Ye Xuan hurriedly supported Xiahou Zhenshan, "Didn’t I say before? Since I promised this, saving your ancestor is my responsibility, I’m just fulfilling my duty."

If he had known earlier that Xiahou Family’s ancestor was Qin Lan, Ye Xuan might not have delayed and would have rushed over to save them.

After all, he’s someone who cherishes old friendships, even though Qin Lan no longer recognizes him...

"For Brother Ye Xuan, this may just be the kindness of a doctor, but for the Xiahou Family, it was a rescue, an absolute rescue."

Xiahou Zhenshan stood up and smiled slightly, "However, great deeds don’t need thanks, I’m not one for lengthy speeches. How about this, Brother Ye Xuan, do you have any requests? As long as you ask, Xiahou Zhenshan will do everything possible to fulfill them!"

"My request, you wouldn’t be able to fulfill." Ye Xuan shrugged.

Xiahou Zhenshan paused, realizing what Ye Xuan wanted.

Having the Qiao Family removed from the Hidden Dragon, or even directly exterminated, is indeed something the Xiahou Family cannot accomplish.

Certainly, on the surface, the overall strength of the Xiahou Family is a tier higher than the Qiao Family, but the Hidden Dragon has its rules, and a Hidden Dragon family cannot be easily exterminated.

Xiahou Zhenshan chuckled bitterly and said, "Since that’s the case, I can only temporarily owe you a favor, hoping that one day I can help you."

Ye Xuan laughed indifferently, casting a distant glance at the old house, pondering for a moment before saying, "If there’s nothing else, I’ll be leaving now. My beloved wives are waiting for me to come home for a birthday celebration."

"Leaving so soon?" Xiahou Zhenshan paused, "I noticed your aura is unstable, it seems this healing has depleted you. Why not stay at the Xiahou Family to recover for a couple of days before leaving?"

"No need." Ye Xuan waved his hand, "Your family’s number two has already made me an enemy. If I stay here now, that old guy might come and try to kill me in the middle of the night."

"He wouldn’t dare!" Xiahou Zhenshan said angrily, "In this family, it’s not his place to be arrogant!"

Ye Xuan speechlessly touched his nose, feeling Xiahou Zhenshan wasn’t good at jokes.

However, it showed that Xiahou Zhenshan was somewhat angered by Xiahou Zhenkong’s actions, and surely, he would retaliate.

That guy won’t have it easy.

At this moment.

From within the always quiet old house, Qin Lan’s elegant, beautiful voice suddenly came, "Zhenshan, take Ye Xuan to the Scripture Pavilion; there’s something he needs there."

"Scripture Pavilion?"

Ye Xuan froze upon hearing this.

As for Xiahou Zhenshan and his daughter, they were both shocked by this.

The Xiahou Family’s Scripture Pavilion holds thousands of martial arts and cultivation techniques, the precious heritage accumulated by generations of Xiahou Family ancestors, even Xiahou Family’s direct descendants have only one opportunity per year to enter, and they cannot take away any martial arts or cultivation techniques from the pavilion.

For outsiders, it is an absolute forbidden place, akin to the ancestor’s residence, anyone who rashly approaches would surely be torn to pieces.

Now, the ancestor personally invites Ye Xuan to their Scripture Pavilion?